Posted by Captain Daniel “DaVinci” Colter (Commanding Officer) in CO’s private quarters

Posted by Lieutenant Valeria Doctra (Chief Medical Officer) in CO’s private quarters

Posted by Captain Daniel “DaVinci” Colter (Commanding Officer) in CO’s private quarters
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The com beeped after he had returned from the day shift.

=^= Doc Doctra to Captain Colter =^=
she waited for an acknowledgement.

=^=Colter here. What can I do for you, Doctor?=^=

=^= Captain would you have some time to get your med eval out of the way? Either here or where you are now, your choice. =^= she said in what she hoped was a professional tone. She still couldn’t stop thinking about their awkward first meeting and when you fell off a horse, it was important to get right back on it.... which maybe wasn’t the best mental image to have in this situation.

Dr Doctra, CMO

=^=Where I am now? You do realize that I am currently in my quarters, doctor? I’m fine with that, as long as it doesn’t make YOU uncomfortable.=^=

Capt. Daniel ‘DaVinci’ Colter
CO-USS Manhattan

What the… there were very few things that rubbed her the wrong way, and doubting her professionalism was one of them. But she was not alone in sickbay, she couldn’t snipe back at the captain. And maybe that was just as well.

=^= I will be there shortly! =^= she said through clenched teeth and stormed out of sickbay.
Ringing the chime she waited impatiently for the door to slide back. What would his private quarters look like? More antiques? She kind of hoped so.

Dr Doctra, CMO

“Enter,” came the captain’s gravelly voice from inside. As the doors slid open, the doctor would see DavInci standing near a counter. placing empty dishes and dirty silverware into the recycle.

Offduty, he was dressed in a pair Wrangler denim jeans, slightly covering his bare feet. His torso was covered in a light blue, v-necked, tight fitting t-shirt, exposing every ripple of muscle underneath.

He took one final swallow of an amber liduid from the bottle in his hand.

She eyed him up and down as he was still busy and her feeling of annoyance quarrelled with an entirely different one suddenly and unexpectedly. But her prefrontal cortex caught up quickly and quelled that feeling.

Compared to his ready room, the captains quarters were very spartan with very few personal touches. There was one large framed picture of a mountain range hanging on the wall. The label underneath noted them as the Snowy Range. https://tranquiltrekker.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/08/IMG_3972-copy-768x1024.jpg

The door squished close behind her and she looked around, her eyes catching on the beautiful mountain scene.

“Dr, Doctra, welcome,” he began. “Before you say anything, i’d like to apologize for my . . . forwardness earlier. It was out of line, and unprofessional of me. Please accept my apology. I hope we can start over.”

Capt. Daniel ‘DaVinci’ Colter
CO-USS Manhattan

And just like that the little speech she had worked on and her annoyance evaporated and left her empty. He’d done it again! Thrown her off her prepared scenario, behaving differently to what she had expected. Did he do that on purpose? And did she like or hate it? She quickly smiled and waved one hand.

„It’s ok, I just hadn’t been prepared for it. Certainly we can!“ she said in her deep timbre voice, her amber and her green eye searching his. She resolutely walked up to him and offered her hand.
„Hi.. ah… Dr … Lieutenant Valeria Doctra.“ she said, swallowing down the ‚ at your service‘ before it could make things awkward again. Why couldn’t she be smooth and eloquent even without preparation for crying out loud! And why did she offer her cold Trill hand that made non-Trill flinch in surprise?! But it was too late to pull back now.

Dr Doctra, CMO